Focus

I was so tired by last night. The previous two mornings I had woken up well before my alarm went off. The first time because I kept wondering if I was going to sleep through my alarm and I *had* to be in work promptly for a meeting. Then yesterday morning my friend had said she’d be up and gone before I got up, but I kept wondering if I had heard her leave. I didn’t think I had so kept worrying that she was still asleep (not worried enough to get out of bed and check you understand). In reality I was there for plenty of time for the meeting and in fact was running so early that I went and got a couple of keys cut to kill some time before it started and my friend had overslept but when I finally got up this prompted her to wake up and she was up and out of the house in about 5 minutes!

There’s a chap at work who comes over to speak to me a lot. He’s in his mid-fifties and is just this friendly chap who sees a bit of an ally in me because I am always really friendly to him. We don’t actually do the same work but he sometimes has to come and check things with me and pretty much every day he will come over and speak to me, even if it’s just to tell me that he hasn’t got anything to speak to me about. Someone commented last week that this chap seemed really happy that I now sit much closer to him. Yesterday he came to tell me that he was leaving work (which isn’t really anything to do with me) and was going to the opticians so that he could get his glasses fixed so that he could see my radiant beauty all the more clearly when he is back in the office next week. I told him he would need to make sure he got a very good adjustment to his glasses. When he had gone the person I sit next to said “awwww, he really likes you” and I just laughed. I think he sees me as someone to exchange banter with rather than anything else by the way, but I think people look on with amused interest!

On a Friday I have usually run out of bread so I go to the canteen to eat something, yesterday I had lasagne which was remarkably good, but it came with garlic bread so I felt a bit self-conscious talking to people for the rest of the afternoon. I’ve noticed though that at work they come up with questionable fillings for the jacket potatoes. Often they have hot coleslaw as the filling. It might have bacon or something similar mixed in. Hot coleslaw though- there are a lot of people who can’t stand it cold, let alone heated up. I’m not the greatest fan it has to be said. However, it is preferable to when they serve the potatoes with “mixed meat”. I was foolish enough to try that once. I think it included a bit of Chihuahua and some Pekinese.